The Story of my Life

The husbo and I

The Gang (minus Paolo who's the one behind the cam). Lou is the person above me.

In weddings, I always dread the Singles’ game. Not that I’m scared of getting the bouquet, but more because I am scared of the possible humiliation I could get myself into trying to avoid being in the spotlight.

These days, there are more ways of choosing the supposedly next-in-line. Some are fun but others tend to be over the top embarrassing.

Jom and I were once the butt of laughter in one of our friend’s wedding. The game was sort of a dating game. Jom was chosen as the Searchee (?) after quickly inserting the thread in the needle’s hole despite being dizzy caused by circling in place 3 times and a shot of tequila. When the ladies' turn came, the host trimmed us down to by asking Jom, all describing what the girls were wearing. I was lucky enough to be part of the final 3 because Jom’s answer matched what I was wearing. When we were down to three, the host asked Jom to smell each of the girls and pick his date from there. Unfortunately, he picked the wrong girl. That created a buzz among the audience (even waiters). How can you not know what your girlfriend smells? How could you ignore the signs? I resented a little but later on I realized it was just a game. And knowing Jom, I’m sure if he was given enough clues he would’ve picked me.

In last Saturday’s game, we were, thankfully, not handpicked to participate given that we've already crossed the "singles" stage. Thank Gawd, because, finally I dont need to worry about embarrassing myself in front of hundreds of people.

In the next 6 months, 5 of Jerome's high school friends will be getting married. This being the case, I need to have 5 different dresses because these weddings will be attended by the same group of people and I dont want to be seen in the same dress 5x!

One wedding will be this Saturday. For this Saturday, I'm going to use a grecian-inspired dress I bought early this year which I've only worn at the Fashion Week. Will show you a pic soon.

For the next wedding, which is in October, I'm thinking of wearing this one.

Thanks to The Bag Hag for posting this one in her blog.

It's made of charmeuese and I love charmeuese. I also like that it shows off some skin (I'm sure the husbo would agree). And the belt is detachable so if I want to highlight my curves, I can put it on. But if God gives us a our own bundle of joy, I can take them out to show off my baby bump. I'm also thinking of getting a different color, if they have another color. What do you think?

Wait wait...first I have to know how much it is. Lemme check!

When I used to have so much time in my hands, one of the things I did to while away the time on weekends was read my books in a quiet coffee shop. For a couple of years, though, I’ve not secluded myself and my books. I’ve been busy being a girlfriend/wife, a badminton player and a kapamilya fan (LOL) so I’ve neglected my books and my quiet time. But today, I've decided, I’m going to do just that. I’m going to find myself and my book a nice and quiet coffee shop so we can catch-up.

This day isn't working out well for me.

This is us with Tina and Jajie in Jalapeno. We spent one weekend in summer at a beach in Batangas, and we're planning another getaway this September. In Cebu this time. Can't wait.

I joined a badminton tournament last weekend organized by the DLSU-Alumni Association, for the benefit of the Alumni Scholars. With my current weight, I could really use a weekend workout so I joined.

The tournament has several groupings -- 20 & under, 30 & under, 40 & under, and 50 & under. Naturally, we signed up for 40 and under which made me feel really old. But on second thought, I realized this will be for my advantage. If people from our category are in their late 30s, we definitely have the upper hand being in our early 30s.

Booked myself for several badminton games last week to get me in top shape for the tourney. But when I saw the schedule of games, I found out that we will be competing against players 25 years old and under. I wanted to contest, but decided otherwise. I wasn’t there to bag the trophy, anyway. I only wanted to play badminton and sweat out excess fats.

I was okay competing with a much younger player, hoping that experience would prevail over age. But to compete with a former UAAP player is a different story. Aside from the age factor, their experience in competitive badminton and advanced skills were beyond us. In other words, we lost the game, both games to be exact. Hahahaha

Better luck next time to us. :P

Do we look exhausted?

Since I learned playing badminton I never wanted to stop, ever.

I started playing regularly in 2006 when I discovered that there was a club for badminton aficionados in the office. Since then, my regular badminton schedule was Tuesdays and alternating Fridays. The club also organized trainings which were perfect for newbies like me. I was so into badminton at that time that I was joining tournaments here and there, looking for other venues for my regular dose of badminton, and watching games of famous badminton players, whether live or on TV.

Starting last year, in an effort to lose weight in preparation for the Big Day, my badminton gig became more frequent. Aside from after-work-games on Tuesdays, I also play on Monday, Wednesday and Friday mornings. And if I have more energy, I would still play Monday evening. That’s how addicted I am, that’s how much I love the game.

This morning as I was on my way to my workstation after a fun game with my friends, I realized how much I’m going to miss badminton once I become pregnant. But then, maybe, when that happens I will love my baby more than I love badminton.

This photo was taken from the most recent tournament I participated in.

(Story of that tourney in a different post)